He talked also about getting older, using our mothers and fathers as examples. And I remembered my mother. She's still alive. Still beautiful. Still desiring to be active even though she is feeble. Softie that I am, I cried remembering the past and how sad it is to think of the future. Of knowing I will lose her. Of never being able to ask her for advice again. Of never going shopping with her again. Of the years gone, oh, so quickly.
But I still cry over the earthly loss, I have no doubt, can't be too far away.
Thank you, God, for giving me such a beautiful, caring mother.
I love you,
Mom!
Blessings!
3 comments:
I. too, cherish my Mom. She joined the Celebration in 2004 and I am eager to praise the Lord with her again. Sweet post, Carole.
Oh, Sherry, I lost my mother this past week. I posted this but it was written a long time before now. I'm sad. I should have posted it before. More about Mama later. Thanks for commenting.
I'm so sorry, Carole. I'm praying for you and your family.
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